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Roronoa had decided earlier in the day, that as soon as he got to Kuraitouji, he would go to the graveyard, to see the burial site of many-a-friend that died in the last war.

That was his "reason". His true reason for going down to Kuraitouji's graveyard was the face he knew Desdemona would appear. He could feel him, he hated that fact.

He knew that ever since that tower incident, he could feel a little bit of Desdemona, everywhere he went. Every step he took, he could feel him, and he hated it. He would be sure to get rid of Desdemona. One way or another.

He smiled, but it wavered a little when he looked into Roronoa's eyes.

"Sadness...? What part of this saddens you, Roronoa? Sorrow will get you nowhere, just as mourning for the dead will not bring them back. But, aside from that... What do you plan to do? Even if you somehow kill me, there will be another to take my place in a nano-second. It is our job as Soul Harvesters to continue the life cycle. If we did not exist, no one would die."

"Oh come now... You don't understand. You see... Have you ever heard of the Apocolypse? The Wreckening? Dooms Day? Whatever you humans call it now. Every so often, someone like me comes along."

As he speaks, a clock with roman numerals appears in the sky, large and high enough so that all the towns can see. But for some reason, the numerals go to fifty instead of twelve.

"Fifty days is all I'm giving you before I show you my own blade release and kill everyone without mercy. The countdown has begun, Roronoa. And this time... When the bell tolls, it will be for mankind."

His eyes widened at the sky, amazed how Lawliet could do such a thing.

He quickly regained his composure, narrowing his eyes at Desdemona.

"You won't live long enough to kill everyone. I'm ending this here and now, Lawliet." he said as he grabbed the hilt of his blade. Ready to unsheathe, but knowing that Desdemona would most likely disappear.

Desdemona's image fluttered, appearing in front of Saikeishi. In one fluid movement, Roronoa was sent flying through the air, smashing through multiple gravestones. Desdemona smiled, looking at the aftermath.

"I never did understand those markers... But it doesn't matter. It seems you broke a few of your friends stones. I wonder if they can forgive you for ruining their final resting places." He let out a loud laughter into the night sky. It was odd hearing Desdemona laugh. He barely let out smiles.

"Whatever... I'm done with you for now." He turned and began to walk towards the boneyards gate.

He flipped up quickly, and widened his eyes ad Desdemona, horror and revenge mixed in his eyes. His friends graves..desecrated...His father..dead...all because of...

He unsheathed his blade and pointed it forwards.

"All Because of you..!" Huge waves of Roronoas energy poured out from him, creating a massive wind, blowing even Desdemona back some.

"Hitonomi Honnin Oite Goshujin Issui, Suigetsuei! (Swallow him in your Current, Waters moon)". The blade trasnformed into it's Halberd form, with the dragon tipped hilt, and the long elemental-steel blade on the end. Roronoa's outfit had changed, but instead of the white, elegant clothes from before, with the black trimmings, it was reversed. Black with white trimmings.

His energy had near tripled from their last encounter, even in this initial release.

"Ah, but you see... You have no choice in the matter. I told you, I was taking my leave. Can't I take a break and enjoy a moonlit stroll without you trying to kill me? Your father died when it was his time. I don't see why you are so vengeful towards me. Come now... I'm tired of the same old thing over and over again. You scream at me, release, and charge thoughtlessly at me. Play a new tune, child."

He turned back and frowned at Roronoa, seemingly disapointed. "You merely trained your muscles... Not your mind. Because of that, you are pathetically weak." His eyes widened and pushes Roronoa back with his sheer aura build up. "If you dare to look at me again with that weak psyche of yours, I will kill you on the spot." With that, he turned back and began to walk away into the darkness.

In a fit of rage, Desdemona spun around, his hand flaming violently with a purple aura. "Daedalus!" Much larger than before, a gargantuan blast of aura shot out at Roronoa, much too fast for its size.

"I said I was done here... I don't want to talk to you anymore." Desdemona crossed his arms, and from the way he spoke and acted, it was like he was a tempermental child. He was begining to lose his cool.

"Is that so? Roronoa... I'll kill you here and now then. I don't care about using you as a sacrafice anymore. I'll just use Bel and Cecil. Farewell, Roronoa."

Desdemona revealed his scythe, the eye on the top of it looking around rapidly.

"Kai, Hitokage Korekuta (Reap, Soul Collector)." The skies darkened from the mass collection of aura, black lightning crashing down everywhere. Desdemona's usual care-free look turned into that of anger and seriousness. The eye on the scythe widened as much as it could as tree-like roots began to reach out from the handle, planting themselves in Desdemona's arm and shoulder. The blade grew larger, making Desdemona's arm look almost like that of a praying mantis. And this... was merely shikai.